Life My old computer monitor died. It was eight years old. I bought it with my first computer system and it's worked perfectly well since. Last night as I was tapping away on the Review 2006 epilogue, the vertical hold finally gave up the ghost. Luckily, an Uncle had a spare one I could borrow and here I am again. It's a bit larger which is very disconcerting. Speak to anyone whose expecting to be spoken to later ...
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Who are you going to speak to ? Is it me ? The plot thickens . . .
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